We (as in Russ) are making lots of progress on the den. The walls and ceiling are now textured. That was fun!!
Russ adding the texture to the walls.
Next stop, the paint. I wanted a brownish color for the walls. Something warm. Due to special circumstances, I was unable to go to Menards to help pick out a paint color, so Russ went to Menards and brought home paint chips for me to choose from. There was something missing, but I didn't notice...I wasn't thrilled with any of them, but rightly sensing Russ' mood was, "Hurry up and pick one so I can get the paint on the walls and get this project D.O.N.E.," I chose a color and he began to paint. As it was going on the wall, I kept telling myself I liked the greyish, brownish, putty looking color. Due to Russ' afore mentioned mood, I was encouraging and supportive of the color choice, though I knew...deep down...I hated it...
The next morning, I took a peek in the den. I kept saying to myself, "It will grow on me. It looks fine." After an hour of lying to myself, I couldn't take it anymore. If we are going to paint it a new color, now is the time when the room is empty and there isn't any wood trim to work around yet. I took a deep breath and called Russ...
Me: Hi, honey...Would you be mad if I told you I hated the color we are painting the den?
Russ: No...
Me: Can I go buy more paint?
Russ: *still in his get it D.O.N.E. mood* Sure...I'm sure I will like anything you pick out, so just go for it.
Yeah!! I had a break in my special circumstances and the boys and I ran to Menards to get paint.
As I began to look at the colors, I thought..."Wow! Russ didn't bring home any of these shades for me to look at." I found exactly what I was thinking of immediately. I did take a some time looking around, just to be sure. I didn't want to be hasty, after all, but I kept coming back to the first color I had found. I loved it. The boys agreed. I purchased. I decided to surprised Russ by having the room painted by the time he got home...
I was so tickled. I knew he would be so happy that I did the painting to save him time. I love it when he is happy with me. "This is going to be a great evening of marital bliss," I thought to myself.
When he got home from work, I waited with bated breath as he opened the door to the den. He took one look and turned to me...
His face did not express the look I was expecting...
Russ: You like this color??
Me: *gulp* Yes...
Russ: Oh...
Me: *deep disappointment* You hate it!!
Russ: *deep sigh* Yes...I hate this color, but I'm sure it will grow on me.
Me: *feeling the marital bliss hopes evaporate* Oh...You told me you would like anything I got. I admit, I was surprised when I got to Menards and there was a whole section of colors that you didn't bring home for me to choose from.
Russ: There was a reason for that...I hate those shades...Besides, that's the same shade of gold that the upstairs bathroom was painted and you hated it!
Me: I know...*hanging my head in shame*...I changed my mind and now I like it.
I am blaming this on menopause.
PS...Marital bliss is restored.
First off, I love it, Amy!
ReplyDeleteMike and I are the same way about paint colors, so now he just tells me to do the choosing. ;-Þ
When we repainted our sunroom a few years ago, it was the exact same scenario, only I had chosen the paint. Once it was on there and dry, though, I didn't like it. I didn't hate it, but it wasn't what I wanted, and by the next morning, I realized it only made sense to redo it while the room was still empty, so I told Mike. He was probably about as thrilled as Russ, but he was amiable enough. In the end, we both liked it, and still do.
I really like the color also! Who knew it was such an agonizing thing just to pick a paint color? I can't tell you how long it took me to pick the colors for our makeover this summer. The people working at Lowe's must have thought I was crazy!
ReplyDeleteI like it, too!
ReplyDeleteMy husband only wants one input in decor...off-white walls. Sigh...I like warm, neutral colors. So, I have to compensate with colors in everything else.
Oh precious sister...been there, done that and probably will again! I just ask everyone to excuse me b/c I'm suffering from drain bamage and mental-pause. HA! It usually makes us all feel better.:-) I'm glad to hear that the marital bliss is restored...sounds like it was going to be anyone...you sound like a wonderful wife, married to a wonderful husband! What a blessing!
ReplyDeleteLove you sis!
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This is a wonderful color! Warm, but not dark or dreary.
ReplyDeleteGlad you worked this out; You were so smart to go ahead and change things right away, instead of living for years with something you didn't like - - life's too short for that! :)
I love the color too! In fact, I'm in the middle of paining my kitchen, eating area, family room a very similar color! DH is a white walls kind of fella but he just looks at me and says - as long as you like it with a cute smile and life is good!
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